Because I am a masochist, Saturday morning, after having raced the Melon Run not 12 hours before, I was up and at Kensington ready to start my long run at 7:30 am. The thought had crossed my mind to put it off until Sunday but I knew that getting it out of the way would leave me all of Sunday to recover from the bachelorette party extravaganza. In hindsight, I made the right decision.
You know those runs where even a speed bump feels like work? Yeah, it was one of those runs, my legs were just exhausted from the 5k effort. Around mile six I could see the parking lot with my car across the lake and contemplating swimming for it, but then I remembered I'm not a great swimmer and proceeded on. I managed to finish the ten miles right around my long run pace, so I was happy and ready to chillax until party time.
Julie arrived about 4pm to pick me up, and we were off to A2 (that's Ann Arbor for all you non-locals) to get gussied up at the hotel and head out. Jen B. was already there when we arrived and she had stocked up the room with all the essentials:
|Bachelorette Party Survival Kit!|
We popped open the bubbly as we got ready and soon enough it was time to head to dinner at Zingerman's Roadhouse to meet up with everyone else. Sun Runner, Spike's sisters, his cousin's wife, and my running coworker, Fabulous, joined us to round out the party. They had special menu's made and lots of yummy sweet potato fries and mac n' cheese was consumed. During dinner I was gifted some lacy, racy unmentionables for the honeymoon and then I was given a scroll that contained my bachelorette photo challenge, which provided lots of entertainment throughout the night!
|The whole beautiful gang |
|A shout out and delicious goodness!|
I heart Zingerman's!
|Julie & Jen, the awesome hostesses! |
|My running bitches, Sun Runner & Fabulous|
At the first martini bar we hit up after dinner we played this game where I had to guess how Spike had answered a bunch of questions Julie had asked him about himself and me; the rules were if I guessed right everyone else had to drink but if I guessed wrong I had to drink. I ended up drinking, a lot. Bad fiance! But for what it's worth, I am convinced Spike answered things ridiculous on purpose. That's my story and I'm sticking to it! After bar hopping we ended the night at a dance club, my first visit to one in ages, where we rocked out to some bad 90's music. It was such a fun night!
|Obligatory penis straw and |
"Something Borrowed" for the photo challenge.
Someone was actually walking around with this! LOL!
The next morning we grabbed a late breakfast and then headed home, I was sooooooooo tired, this redhead never stays up past midnight, and was thankful I no miles to run!
What did you do for your bachelor/bachelorette party?! Have any funny stories to share?